"Tree of Ari"

The tree of Ari promises anyone who comes under its shade, wisdom. It gree from a stray seed in a distant village of Karnali near Bikaner. No one knew from where the seed flew in from, for thr region did not have local vegetation. 

The tree is still there.
Had been for a thousand years. 
Welcoming travelers under its shade to rest. 

The one who sits under the tree realizes the true meaning of life. Many residents of Karnali are travelers who never went back. Because to them, all meaning to their old lives was lost. 

And they are now on a path seeking truth. 

-V

p. s.  'first'  :) 

Being Bong :)

First of February.
First time since it all began.

For the first time, the white marble figure won't be adorned with golden yellow flowers.
For the first time, there won't be any books, pens, laptops, tablets offered.
For the first time, this will be just another day.
For the first time, the Man calls it a day.

Not because the purpose ain't there.
But because THE reason ain't there.

p.s. a first. and with a mixed feeling.